Seventeen Legendary Skills

After the Moon Bloom without Lyle.

The first problem to face is breakfast.

The biological clocks of the three were all kept very regularly by Lyle.

When the time is up, they will wake up and then habitually go downstairs to eat a delicious breakfast.

In the empty villa, the three looked at each other without speaking.

It was only at this time that they remembered that Lyle was no longer there.

The kitchen, which usually emits a strong aroma, is now quiet.

Emilia volunteered and went to prepare breakfast.

Shia sat with a cold face.

She could clearly see Flo and Emilia looking at her with subtle eyes.

So why did it become like this?

I'm just saying, if you work harder, we can go down to the forty-fifth floor.

What did I do wrong?

We have lived together in the dungeon for two years?

Can all these things be voided if you just quit?

"Come on, try what I made."

Emilia came out with two plates.

Shia looked down at breakfast set in front of her.

It is indeed very different from what Lyle did.

He knows what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat.

He also knows that she never eats eggs in the morning.

He will also warm the milk to the most suitable temperature for drinking directly.

"Let me try."

The outspoken mage Flo took a bite.

She chewed it twice, took a tissue, and calmly wiped her mouth.

"How?" Miss Priest clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling.

Flo nodded: "It's delicious. Try it."

"Really?"

Emilia quickly tasted it with a spoon.

After a while, she slowly put down the spoon: "I'll go find Lyle and come back. Shia, apologize. Lyle won't be really mad at you."

Shia suddenly came back to her senses: "No way!"

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Adventurers' Guild.

This is a magnificent place, glorious.

A lifelike statue of a goddess stands in the middle of the hall.

When Lyle entered the hall, there were no guests, and it was very deserted.

At the front desk is a fair-haired elf lady lying on the counter and sleeping soundly.

Feeling his presence, the elf's pointed ears moved.

It's so cute. Lyle wants to touch it.

She sat up dazedly, covering half of her cheeks, and it took a while to see the figure in front of her clearly.

"Aren't you... the scholar of the Moon Bloom?"

Lyle froze for a moment: "You know me?"

"Famous adventurers group has records here."

Lyle nodded: "I'll go through the formalities of leaving the group."

Miss Elf glanced at him.

Looks like he was kicked...

I'm afraid it was to save face that he said he quit voluntarily, right?

But it's true, Moon Bloom's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and Shia is still a beauty. How many people are staring at this scholar's position eagerly?

In the upper-level adventure group, the competition is indeed too fierce.

She stretched her soft waist lazily: "It's only the leader's authority."

Lyle thought for a while: "Then just log out."

"Are you sure? After you log out from the Adventurer's Association, your previous progress in the process will be invalidated. If you want to register again, the level will return to 1."

Lyle nodded: "Log out."

Miss Elf yawned and looked sleepily at the booklet in hand.

"You have to update your status first. You haven't been here for two years."

Miss Elf laughed: "Every time the Moon Bloom returns from the dungeon, they were always first to come to the association to update their status. Except for the one time you registered, only you have never been here since."

"It doesn't make sense."

Lyle smiled wryly: "I don't have any of the skills and talents of a scholar, so it's better not to find it yourself."

And he is not available.

He usually goes to the market to sell materials immediately.

"Wait a minute."

She rummaged in a drawer and took out a dark parchment.

Lyle rolled his sleeves, and Miss Elf rolled the parchment around his arm.

"What are you going to do next?"

Miss Elf found that the scholar was pretty good-looking, and he didn't have the arrogance on the faces of most scholars, so she couldn't help but chat with him a few more words.

Lyle thought for a while: "I'll just go and tour around the city."

"Well... okay."

Miss Elf picked up the parchment, looked down, and found that the parchment was densely packed with tiny characters.

Eh?

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[LV-44]

[Moon Bloom]

[Lyle Geffenhardt]

[Scholar]

[Strength: 7]

[Physical strength: 7]

[Intelligence: 15]

[talent:? ? ? ]

[Skills]: Level 6 bread making, level 6 cooking, level 6 mining, level 6 gardening, level 6 wood carving, level 6 brewing, level 6 tailoring, level 6 alchemy, level 6 fishing, level 6 gold carving, level 6 Class Armor...

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Miss Elf was stunned for a moment.

One, two, three...

Seventeen legendary skills?!

She rubbed her eyes, then tore the parchment with a stab.

Lyle: "..."

My status...

Is it so weak that even the front desk of the Adventurers Association can't stand it?

"I woke up just now. The test was wrong, try again."

"Oh."

Then Miss Elf was completely dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?"

"You... see for yourself."

Lyle took a look at it: "Is there any problem?"

"Huh?!"

Miss Elf opened her eyes cutely: "Seventeen legendary skills. Do you really think there is no problem?"

"It's all life skills... Shia has been asking me to work hard."

Lyle was stunned momentarily: "Life skills are not difficult to develop, right? I would rather exchange so many life skills for a scholar's talent or skill, the lowest level is fine."

Of course, at this point, Lyle would like to thank Shia.

In order to take good care of the young ladies of the Moon Bloom, he spent two years maxing out all his life skills.

It is just they always ask for many demands.

Just like Shia often disliked him for not being talented as a scholar.

Miss Elf's chest rose and fell, and she pointed at the parchment.

"How long did it take you to get to level six for this cooking?"

"Three months."

"Gardening?"

"Almost three months."

"What about alchemy?"

"It took a little longer. It took more than a year to learn and try."

"Bread-making?"

Lyle thought for a moment: "Two days."

As a traveler, if you have a little understanding of the process of this world, you can start to improve and make it yourself.

Miss Elf was about to cry.

Damn it.

As a part-time queen, none of her life skills surpassed two levels!

"Unfortunately, I still don't have the skills and talents of a scholar."

Lyle sighed.

Many skills of scholars can only be learned from textbooks through the systematic training of the academy.

And he doesn't even have talent.

No, you can't say nothing.

It's three question marks.

It's useless.

"How on earth did you point out so many life skills?!"

Lyle was silent for a while and said something nonsensical: "Every university has a few examiners."

"Madman for Textual Research, My University Wasn't Wasted"

Of course, Shia's attitude is more classic - "A 985 master's degree certificate beats all others. I've seen a lot of crazes. The certificates don't really have much value, they're just hobbies."

Eofol's academy is that 985.

Miss Elf was shocked.

He really doesn't seem to know the concept of legendary skills.

Level 6 cooking, he can go to the top restaurant in Eofol to apply for a job.

Level 6 brewing, go to the adventurer tavern to brew a few barrels of wine for them every month, which is a lot of gold coins.

Sixth-level alchemy is the scariest. He can start to be a teacher.